October 21st 2007
Pushing Daisiez-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z
At this very moment I am 27 years, 9 months, 1 day, 6 hours, 55 minutes and 10 seconds bored of this show. OK, it’s unfair calling this turd, a show. It is unfair to all those writers, producers, actors, grips and Kraft’s service people who work their butts off to mak So, for all those people who don’t have any idea of what I’m talking about here’s the 411. There’s this guy called Ned and he can bring things to life by touching them and he bakes pies in a Pie Hole. He revives things by touching them once, but kills them again by touching them second time! No seriously! This guy has a childhood sweetheart called Chuck. But all of a sudden she dies. You with me so far? Revolutionary ain’t it? So what is this pie maker to do? What is he to say? No, he doesn’t become a Nanny, HE REVIES HER! God! The rest of the, whatchamacallit, TURD is about … well I honestly don’t know. There’s like people talking all the time and saying stuff in houses that look like Minnie Mouse threw-up all over them, but there’s absolutely no substance. The whole turd is made to look like a fairytale for grown-ups, but the implementation of it is so bad that it can only be appealing to a cat hoarding spinsters waiting for their prince charming. I have all the respect in the world for Mr. Sonnenfeld’s opus (Barry Sonnenfeld is director and executive producer), but this turd he created is not even turdylicious. This fairytale he insists on making week in and week out is just plain weak. Weak and boooooring. So boring I’m getting bored ranting about it! So I’ll stop! NOTE TO SELF: New reality show idea! Cat hoarding spinster kissing frogs from all over the world and if any turns to prince charming she can marry him. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9qikoHqugOs]
e 40 or so minutes of our lives fun. Um, Kraft’s table. Get a hold of yourself!